Lucy

You open up lucy's file again; it reads more like a CV than a fetishist swinger's profile, even referencing her grades in school, and her current studies in english literature. She mentions her extensive collection of classic vampiric literature and media, and while she definitely doesn't mention it, you can't help but wonder how often she pleasures herself while enjoying her collection, and what sorts of cute noises she makes as she does.

By the time Alice has returned, your hiding a reinvigorated boner under her desk, avoiding her gaze in embarrassment as she returns to her seat, and, you pass Lucy's file to her.

"Ooh, Lucy may very well have her cherries popped tonight...just please be gentle, for her sake".

Alice shares a knowing grin as she scoops up the files, returns them to the massive folder, and turns to the vast wall of numbered cubby holes behind her, muttering to herself as she browses their contents before plucking a key from one, and passing it over to you, offering you a final view of her cleavage as she stretches across the desk.

"Here you are; you'll find her in room 18 on the second floor, up the stairway we passed in the foyuer, down the right corridor, and on the left side. Just follow the numbers and you'll find her easily enough. Enjoy~".

You smile and thank her gratefully before leaving, hoping she didn't notice your tent in your pants as you leave, Enthusiastically bouncing up the stairs, following her directions.

The corridors are tidy, and cosier than the foyuer, with red shag carpeting and varnished dark wood walls, dimly lit by more flickering sconces. The corridor seems empty of life, save for the loud, unashamed exclamations of pleasure from whatever lucky lady inhabits room 17. You stop to listen for a moment, telling yourself your just gathering your nerve, and fancy you can hear the creak of well-worn wood, and the crack of a hand meeting soft flesh.

You take a deep breath, and finally open room 18's door.